The night had long settled over the academy, but Lilia remained at the archery grounds, her presence solitary amidst the quiet. The crowd was gone, the remnants of the party fading into the distance. No distractions. No Adrian. No Selene.
Just her.
And the target.
Thwack!
An arrow shot forward, slicing through the air with practiced precision before embedding itself into the target's center.
Lilia lowered her bow, her breath steady but her mind restless.
Astron's words still lingered.
Are you sure this is what you want?
Her fingers tightened around the bowstring, irritation flickering in her chest. Of course, she was sure. She had to be.
Then why are you still thinking about it?
Her expression hardened as she nocked another arrow, raising her bow without hesitation.
She didn't need to entertain pointless doubts. She knew what she was doing.
She released.